Last evening as the husband and I were ushering the children off to bed, the husband offered piggy-back rides to anyone who was interested.
He declared that the rides would go oldest to youngest. And invited us to line up accordingly.
And then we discussed who was the oldest. That would be me. I declined a ride, not wanting to injure the husband's back. So, the first piggy-back ride went to oldest daughter. And the husband promised to return for middle daughter and then little son since he is the youngest.
When the husband offered a ride to the youngest, little son corrected the husband- setting it straight that he is not the youngest, he is the "two-est".
He is absolutely correct. Until January 26th. Because then he will be the "three-est".